TEN YEARS BACK HAZEL “Hey, wake up.” I heard a familiar voice whispering next to me. I parted my eyelids and saw Justin tapping my shoulder. “What happened?” “It’s your turn to deliver the English project and yet you’re sleeping.” He pointed to the smart board.I quickly smoothen my hair and walked up to the podium. Rounds of hooting followed me and I couldn’t help but flush in all shades of red.Our homeroom teacher cleared his throat and gestured me to continue my project.I opened my ppt and proudly started the slide show. I’ve modified my project last night. Earlier I wrote that my dream is to become someone who’s loved by everyone. It was good with the words that I’ve molded everything. I would’ve gotten A+ for it easily but I never wished to become that. It was a lie to get good grades and to impress everyone in the school but after I talked to Atlas and heard his dream, I couldn’t stop myself from re-writing my whole project. So I made the project which says that my dream i
HAZEL"I don't get it. If we're talking about the same criminal then why not just put the suspect behind the bars?" I almost screamed in frustration.No body said anything.Right.I took my jacket and stormed out. What the fuck is wrong with them? Just because the suspect is related to the country's biggest billionaire, we can't let him go.Damn rich people. I fucking hate them."Hey princess, calm down." I heard the familiar voice. I snapped my head and found Justin walking out with two cups of coffee in his hand.I took it from him and sipped on the coffee. "Don't call me that.""Why? Aren't you princess?" He grinned.I rolled my eyes. Jerk."You know, you need to calm down. Although you're our team caption, we just can't afford to lose our job, do we? When it comes to money and power, we can't just do anything even if we're detectives in the crime branch." He sighed."That's the point. I'm not doing just anything. He's the fucking suspect for killing three people, how can we let hi
HAZEL "Are you okay?" I asked Justin, passing him the cigarette after inhaling it."That fucker was lying all along." He chuckled."At least he's alive and safe." I muttered under my breath, taking the cigarette back from him."I know.""Let's not talk about him, shall we?" I passed him a weak smile to which he nodded."I'm going back to the club; I need a fucking good sex." He sighed."Count me in." I smirked.As we reached the club, both me and Justin went on your separate ways.But cheers to my bad luck, I didn't find any man who's seems worth spending my night with and when I saw Justin, that bastard was freaking surrounded by women.I tiled my head.I went to him and grabbed his wrist. "Sweetheart, you're randomly flirting with other women when your girlfriend is having a hard time." I faked a frown.He gave me cringe look but walked with me to the bar."This is not fair dude. It's not my fault that you can't find a guy." He whined."Instead of sex, let's drink after all we both
HAZELAs we reached his house, my jaw literally hangs open. You got to be shitting me. The house is so fucking big and gorgeous.I rolled down the sleeves of my uniform and waited patiently at the gate when Justin showed his ID to the guards. We were granted permission to enter inside and that's when my eyes flicker in awe. The interior was so classy and rich. I've never seen something so marvellous like this.Snap out, Hazel.I shook my head and were led by a man in black suit to the study room. He excused himself and went out of the room once we entered.We sat on the couch and looked at each other. Atlas Barrette was yet not here.I took out my phone and started scrolling through it. There was nothing much to see, just random messages in my Instagram DM. I rolled my eyes. I hate creepy flirt texts. Blocking them, I looked at my follower list which was mainly of my high school batchmates and few from college. There's hardly anyone from the work place because I love posting random pi
HAZEL He didn't say anything. He just took steps towards me till we were only breath apart. My heart started hammering against my chest when his strong cologne hit my nose. I tilted my head and he indeed seems different than before. Ten years did their work on him. His fine chopped hair, sharp jawline, clean subtle, green eyes, perfect lips, broad chest, six feet tall, Armani suit, Rolex watch, crisp white shirt, tattoo on his forearm- they're all new and different. He wasn't like this before. The man stood in front of me isn't the Atlas whom I knew, he's the billionaire about whom I know nothing. He looks fine, not just fine, he looks gorgeous."Hazel""Let's be professional and forget our past. I'm your security head and you're my employer, let's not cross the line, shall we?" I said, taking a step back from him."You know I can't." He bit on his lips and looked everywhere but at me."You can, Mr. Barrette. It's been ten fucking years, we're not the same anymore. Hell, I'd rather k
HAZEL"Hot sex? I'm going to puke, Hazel." Justin clenched his stomach once we were alone in our room at Atlas house.I waved my hand to dismiss him and jumped on the bed. Damn, it is soft and comfortable."Are we really going to pretend this?" He asks."Yep.""Why, Hazel?"I exhaled a sigh. "He was freaking going to shoot himself. I asked him to stay away and he said he can't. I hate him, Justin, I do but I would never wish him dead."He shook his head. "Has he lost his mind?""I don't know. Don't care.""Okay then, I'd help you and that bastard too. I don't want him dead either." He snorted.I went to washroom to take a shower and since I haven't bought my stuffs yet, so I borrowed Justin's t-shirt to wear.Damping my wet hair with towel, I found him asleep. I smiled at him. He's the only constant person in my life.Stealing his headphone, I plunged it into my ears and blasted some random songs. Walking out of the room, I went to kitchen and searched something in the fridge to eat.
HAZEL "I need to sleep." I whispered to Justin who ignored me. Resting my head over his shoulder, I pressed my eyes shut. "Your shoulder is so comfortable, man." I added, half asleep."Good morning." A voice snapped me out of my sleep and I quickly get up from the couch along with Justin to greet Atlas."I need to go on a foreign trip for five days. Would you two accompany me?" Atlas asked."As if we have any other choice, do we?" I snorted. "We'll go." Justin said, nudging me. "I'd like to apologise on behalf of my sister, Justin." He said to him. Justin just gave him a curt nod. I borrowed T-shirt from Justin and put on my cop's joggers. I still haven't gotten any chance to bring my clothes and other stuffs. And then there was Justin, in olive joggers and black t-shirt, he looked fine. Why can't I be as good looking as him? It's such a shame. I sulked, looking at him. He knew exactly what I was thinking and gave me a smirk. "Don't be jealous, princess." "Piss off."We were es
HAZEL Then he put few paper bags on the bed and smiled. I looked inside the bag and found sanitary pads, chocolates, Chinese takeout, pack of Advil and chamomile tea, truffle pastry, cotton shorts and cotton tank top, nude bra and panty, lavender oil, hot water bag, scented candles and a bag full of snacks. I looked at him in surprise. "When did you get all these?""When you were asleep.""Right." I let out a laugh to cover up my embarrassment. He did all these for me? "How did you know that I'm about to have my periods?" A shallow blush crept up to his neck. "You're always sleepy when you're about to have your periods. Also, I saw you clenching your stomach plus it's thirteen, you always used to get your periods around this time of the month."My jaw dropped in disbelief and then my eyes shifted to all the items that he bought. I crave Chinese and chocolates. I need Advil and hot water bag. I often prefer light cotton clothes and warm shower with scented candles. He remembered al